To Be Believed Make The Truth Unbelievable.

Whatever Shall We Do In That Remote Spot? Well, We Will Write Our Memoirs. Work Is The Scythe Of Time.

God! How Men Of Letters Are Stupid.

We Are Made Weak Both By Idleness And Distrust Of Ourselves. Unfortunate, Indeed, Is He Who Suffers From Both. If He Is A Mere Individual He Becomes Nothing; If He Is A King He Is Lost.

You Become Strong By Defying Defeat And By Turning Loss Into Gain And Failure To Success.

All Things Proclaim The Existence Of God.